"I'm still tanned, look." I chuckled, showing Jim my arm as we walked into the office.

"I'm not surprised, you were on that sun lounger, like, every day." He smiled.

"Welcome back guys!" Pam smiled as we put our coats on the coat rack.

"Thank you." Jim chuckled.

"How was Costa Rica?" Kevin asked.

"It was incredible. It was so romantic, so hot, where we stayed was beautiful, it was amazing." I smiled, looking up at Jim.

"Did Cece go with you?" Pam asked.

"We considered it but then Y/N's mom said that we didn't wanna take a kid on our honeymoon and offered to have her whilst we were gone, so we didn't take her." Jim shrugged.

"Costa Rica was incredible." Jim smiled at me, a hand on my leg. I returned it and nodded.

"It really was. It was so romantic and the place we were staying was beautiful, not to mention it was the first time I could properly drink since Cece was born so I took advantage of that." I chuckled.

"Which led to many sleepless nights, if you know what I mean." Jim smirked, making my eyes widen.

"Jim!" I exclaimed.

Jim's P.O.V

Jim sat in the kitchen, drinking his coffee as he sat at the table.

"Hey Jimbo." He looked up and smiled as Michael walked in and sat down at the table with him.

"Nice jewellery, gay lord." Michael laughed as he pointed to Jim's wedding ring before looking at the camera.

"Um, no, that's inappropriate, gay people are great." He nodded. Jim looked into the camera and sarcastically smiled before looking back at Michael.

"Okay, well, considering that this jewellery signifies my marriage to a woman, I don't think it makes me gay." Jim shrugged.

"Speaking of Y/N, I need to talk to you." Michael nodded.

"Okay." Jim returned it.

"So, her parents have been separated for a year or two, correct?" Michael asked.

"Since we got engaged, yeah." Jim nodded.

"Um, at your wedding, I didn't have a room, as you know. Y/N's mom was also there alone so she said I could share the room with her." Michael nodded. Jim froze and slowly looked up from his coffee.

"Michael, tell me you're not about to say what I think you are." Jim gulped. Michael looked into the camera and smiled.

"What do you think I'm about to say?" he asked.

"That you had sex with Y/N's mom." Jim nodded. Michael returned it and smiled.

"I had sex with Y/N's mom." He smirked.

"Oh my god, no." Jim groaned as he held his head in his hands.

"I thought you'd be happy about this." Michael admitted.

"Why would I be happy about that?! It's awful, Y/N and her mom are insanely close, this is terrible!" Jim exclaimed.

"Well, that's not the reaction I wanted, given that we're telling her tonight-."

"No, no, no, you cannot tell Y/N." Jim scoffed, shaking his head.

"Why not?" Michael asked.

"She is extremely sleep deprived because of Cece, she is so close with her mom, and she will not want to know that you had sex with her mom. You have to end this, for both of our sakes." He groaned.

"I think I know Y/N well enough to know she'll want me to be happy." Michael smiled.

"Um, considering she's my wife, I think I know her better, and I know she won't be happy about this. End it." Jim sighed before standing up and leaving the kitchen.

Y/N's P.O.V

I sat at my desk and wrote out my sales. I looked up at Jim and smiled slightly as all I saw was his hair as he worked.

"Jim." I spoke. He looked up at me.

"Yes." He said.

"I think we should invite Michael over for dinner tonight." I admitted. Jim's eyes wavered.

"I'm sorry, what?" he scoffed.

"He seems really lonely recently. I don't know, maybe it'd nice." I shrugged. He opened his mouth to speak but then stopped himself.

"Are you pregnant again? Is that why you think it's a good idea to have him over?" he asked.

"No, silly, I just think it'd be nice." I chuckled.

"I don't know, babe." He sighed.

"Oh come on." I spoke as I stood up and grabbed Jim's hand as I passed.

"No, I don't think-okay." He gulped as I pulled him up and into Michael's office.

"Oh, hey, guys, what's the haps?" Michael asked as we stood in front of his desk.

"We'd like to invite you over for dinner tonight." I smiled.

"I'm so sorry, but I have a date tonight." Michael spoke, looking at Jim.

"Oh. Who's this lucky woman?" I chuckled.

"Oh, I don't think we need to know that." Jim chuckled nervously.

"She, erm, is a very sexy and sensual woman, whose daughter is also sexy-."

"Woah, that's my wife you're talking about." Jim scoffed. My eyes widened, as did Jim's as I looked up at him.

"I'm sorry, what?" I asked, looking between them. Michael looked at me.

"At your wedding, I, um...I didn't have a room, so I hooked up with your mom." He admitted. My eyes widened.

"You did what?!" I exclaimed.

"We had lovely, sensual, romantic sex-."

"Oh my god!" I screamed.

"Michael, stop." Jim sighed.

"It's not bad enough that you had sex with my mom, but you did it at my wedding! You slept with my mother on the happiest day of my life!" I yelled.

"Yes, I did, it was an important day for me too-."

"How?! You didn't get married, Michael! We did! I can't believe you did this to me!" I screamed.

"Y/N, babe, maybe you should calm down a bit." Jim spoke, putting a hand on my back.

"How would you feel if Michael had slept with your mom?!" I exclaimed. Jim's eyes wavered as he looked up slightly.

"Fair point." He nodded. I returned it as I looked back at Michael.

"I can't believe you. It's not bad enough that you have to be involved in everything, but now you're literally involved with my mother too." I spat.

"May I just say, she loves it too-."

"Stop!" I yelled.

"Michael, I told you she wouldn't like it." Jim sighed before his eyes widened. I looked at him.

"You knew?!" I exclaimed. He gulped.

"I've only known for two hours-."

"Oh my god." I choked as I stormed out of Michael's office.

I sat in the breakroom, hands cupped around my cup of coffee.

"You okay?" I sighed as Jim walked in and sat down opposite me.

"No." I mumbled. He looked at me.

"You kinda tore into Michael there." He chuckled slightly. I groaned as I pushed my coffee away, making Jim take it and put it to the side.

"I know. But you have no idea how long I've been holding that in. I mean, he's a great boss, but he gets involved in everything. He honestly thought he was an option for Cece's godfather. He honestly thought he was going to walk me down the aisle. And then he slept with my mom." I groaned. Jim sighed and nodded.

"All of those things are true." He spoke.

"I just...if this goes on, Cece will be calling him grandpa or something. I don't want that." I sighed.

"As Cece's father, I promise you that I personally will never let that happen." Jim chuckled, making me smile.

"Thank you. I think I need to apologise." I sighed.

"Not necessarily apologise, but you need to talk to him." He spoke. I sighed.

"Okay." I nodded as I stood up.

"That's my girl." Jim smiled, making me return it as he wrapped an arm around me and kissed my head.

Jim, Michael and I sat in the conference room, Jim and I opposite Michael.

"Okay. So-." The door opened and Toby walked in.

"No, god no, what are you doing here, I don't wanna have to look at your face when thinking about Y/N's mom's body." Michael groaned.

"Okay, Michael, you can't say things like that, it upsets Y/N." Jim nodded.

"Why? Is she on her period?" Michael laughed as he looked into the camera. My eyes widened.

"No, it's because my boss is sleeping with my mom!" I exclaimed.

"Okay, okay, let's calm it down, I have to be here since it's conflict resolution." Toby sighed as he shut the door and sat at the head of the table. Michael groaned and rubbed his hands over his face.

"Fine. God, I hope this is over soon." He mumbled.

"Well, I hope the same for your relationship with my mom." I muttered.

"Okay, let's stop this. We need to solve this." Toby spoke. I sighed and nodded.

"We'll start with you, Y/N. Let's hear your side." Toby spoke. I sighed and nodded as I sat back and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Well, I found out two months after my wedding, the happiest day of my life, that Michael hooked up with my mom at the wedding and is still seeing her, not to mention he is constantly describing to me what her body's like and what sex is like and if the fact that he's seeing her isn't crossing the line enough, what he says definitely does cross the line and it upsets me." I shrugged.

"Okay, Michael." Toby nodded.

"Well, if I'm being honest, I'm happy with Y/N's mom and deep down, I think that all Y/N wants in life is to see me happy." He nodded, looking at the camera. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Um, as her husband, I'd have to disagree with that." Jim chuckled.

"Yeah, I have a husband and a baby, and you honestly think that all I want in life is for you to be happy?" I scoffed. Michael looked into the camera and shrugged.

"I'm done." I scoffed as I started to stand up.

"Okay, no, wait." Michel spoke. I sighed as I sat back down.

"Look, I really like your mom, and I think she really likes me. I'm sorry that I talk a lot about what we do, I really didn't mean to upset you and I'll stop if it makes you feel upset. But we are really happy together, and I know I've pushed some boundaries but I'm happy, Y/N." he nodded. I sighed.

"That was actually really big of you, Michael." Jim nodded, resting his hand on the back of my chair and gently moving his hand against my back, reassuring me.

"Yeah, it was." I agreed, making Michael give me a small smile.

"Okay, look. It's clear you make my mom happy, which I'll come to terms with. But enough with all the sexual stuff and describing it to me. That's my mother you're talking about, and you go way over the line when you do that." I spoke. Michael nodded.

"Okay. I'll stop." He spoke. I sighed and nodded before taking his hand and shaking it before standing up and leaving.

"That went better than expected." Jim chuckled as we walked to the elevator. I sighed and looked up at him.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked. He sighed.

"I knew you wouldn't like it. And I love you but you've been so sleep deprived recently because of Cece and a sleep deprived Y/N is an angry Y/N. I just didn't want you to say anything you'd regret, to Michael or your mom. But I'm sorry for keeping it from you." He nodded, looking down at me. I sighed and nodded before hugging him, resting my head against his chest. He returned the hug, gently kissing my head as the elevator doors opened.

"Come on. I wanna go home to my baby." I mumbled, making Jim chuckle as we walked into the elevator.

~The next day~

"Y/N, I really think you should reconsider this." Jim gulped as I rushed into the office, him following behind me. I stormed into Michael's office.

"Hey Y/N, what can I do you for-."

"You broke up with my mom?!" I exclaimed. Michael sighed and nodded.

"Yeah. I just didn't feel right doing that to you-."

"Don't push this on me, I said I was fine with it. What's the real reason?" I scoffed. Michael timidly looked at the cameras before looking back at me.

"Did you know she's 58? That's a 13-year age gap." He scoffed. My eyes widened.

"Tell me you didn't dump my mom because she's a little older than you." I spat.

"A little? Try an entire generation." He scoffed.

"Yesterday you were practically declaring your love for her, then she tells you how old she is and suddenly, no, you only ever liked her as a friend?!" I exclaimed.

"I've never been interested in older women. What can I say?" he shrugged.

"Sorry, maybe?" Jim asked.

"Yes. I expect an apology to my mom." I nodded.

"She should be apologising to me, she didn't mention the fact she was 13 years older than me, I'm sure she knew she was robbing the cradle." Michael shrugged. My eyes widened.

"No, Michael, the correct thing to say would be "I'm sorry"." Jim nodded. Michael sighed and looked down for a moment.

"I'm sorry, Y/N." he nodded.

"For what?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

"For everything, god. For sleeping with your mom at your wedding, for talking about her sexually in front of you, for dumping her, everything." Michael nodded. I sighed and returned the nod.

"Okay. But don't ever sleep with another member of my family again." I spoke.

"Of course, I promise." Michael nodded.

"Good." I sighed before turning around and starting to leave.

"For the record, she came onto me-." I whipped around and drove my hand across Michael's face.

"Oh my god." Jim gasped. I stared at Michael, who was evidently trying not to cry.

"You okay?" I asked.

"No, you just slapped me." He choked.

"You're fine." I mumbled before leaving the office.

"That make you feel better?" Jim asked as we sat back at our desks.

"No." I mumbled, sighing as I looked at him and making him nod.